We had lunch at the Bistro Soleil, very well recommended and with a external seating area facing St. Aubin's beach. The day was just too beautiful to sit inside; we had to put up with a couple of wine loving wasps, but it was so worthwhile.

This had originally been posted by me on pearlsandtea but after some time I realized I had none of these pictures posted in my own journal (only randomly on my Flickr). So I decided to have them posted here as well, just to keep the record. :)


drink more tea, make more love. 100% agreed.

( nine more )

We have decked the area in the back of our house and I promptly added some plants to cheer it up.
Here are the pink Gypsophilas. I have wanted these for years.

As the english wisely say, "If You Are Cold, Tea Will Warm You. If You Are Too Heated, It Will Cool You. If You Are Depressed, It Will Cheer You. If You Are Excited, It Will Calm You".

I haven't taken pictures of my dolls in ages. But then yesterday I took some pictures of doll related stuff to sell in the forums and, upon finding this red and black jacket, I thought it would look nice on Phaedra.

She's lounging and watching the morning sun slowly filling up the room with daylight. One of these moments when we're happy to just be.



( killing time )

Last week we drove to Jardin d'Olivet here in Jersey for a bit of bluebell spotting.
The light was beautiful and so were the views over Bouley Bay.

Tulips, primroses, hyacinths, blossoms, magnolias, green grass, wild flowers and the like.
Because after months of gray and dead, nature just wants to look girlie and celebrate.



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I really didn't want to, but maybe I will have to upgrade to a paid account again. Only because I want to change my username but I'm afraid you need a paid account to be able to do that. I promised myself I would never give my money to livejournal again after they implemented SEVERAL changes I really hated. The fact that now free accounts are apparently obliged to live with that disgusting, useless "snapshot" feature in every link is just a minor annoyance, but even this is starting to grate on me deeply now. Sigh.

I bought my first issue of Lula Magazine in London last year, totally by chance while browsing the independent magazines corner at Borders. I was struck by the quality of the paper and the beautiful photos and artwork inside. Lula is quite different than most fashion magazines here in Britain (I don't bother with most of them, so disconnected from my reality they are). Although there is space for advertisements and yes, they are mostly from non affordable designer brands, there's still space for some interesting articles, relevant interviews and quirky, beautiful illustrations.

( more pictures )

I wish I could have made more and better pictures, but the place was so crowded. With the pound getting cheaper, tourists are flooding into London again.

And after being told off so many times in Brazil for taking pictures of window shops or anything that was for sale (apparently it has became a BIG no-no, as many shops even had huge, unfriendly signs saying NO PICTURES glued to the wall), I couldn't bring myself to approach my subjects, in fear some disgruntled seller would beat me about the head with an antique teapot.



( etcetera )

{The green/blue vase was another charity shop find - a bit expensive, though}



{Lovely seafood risotto @ Ramson's}



{Yotsuba having fun / Ransom's water features}



{why people won't let you take pictures inside shops anymore??}



{cappuccinos making friends @ Driftwoods, Archirondel beach}



{red fruits cheesecake}



{my feet at the till and my lemon polenta cake}



{trying on new polishes at a Chanel counter / coming back home}



{crocus being transplanted into a vase}





{there are few things better than a new set of Staedtler pens!}

I bought a polaroid camera months ag,o but was never brave enough to pay a small fortune for the doomed film. Now, with the news that its production will not be discountinued after all, I think I've found an easier, cheaper way to develop vintage looking photographs. And I won't even have to ressuscitate my scanner.

A few days ago we had tea (coffee for me) outside, even if the weather wasn't amazing.
With the british weather, if you choose too much you end up doing nothing. So you just wear a coat (coloured tights for me), grab a few digestive chocolate biscuits (plain for me) and enjoy the grey skies, the dying flowers, the cold wind. All that before graciously admitting defeat and retiring to the sitting room + central heating + sky plus.











I love my bright coloured tights. I'll be surely packing them for my trip to Brazil, even though I'm not sure I'll be able to wear them there. Summer down south usually makes us want to rip our clothes apart in the middle of the streets and go naked for all we care. But after spending such a long time here where I wear dresses and tights 24/7 (I've finally come to terms with the fact that jeans doesn't really flatten my figure any longer), I don't know how I'm going to feel about baring my legs again. Awkward, probably. Cold weather has its advantages.

One Word Only Meme
Where is your mobile phone? Bag.
Where is your significant other? Bathroom.
Your hair colour? Dyed.
Your mother? Talkative.
Your father? Clever.
Your favourite thing? Camera.
Your dream last night? Bizarre.
Your dream goal? Laughs.
The room you're in? Attic.
Your hobby? Daydream.
Your fear? Returning.
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Settled.
Where were you last night? Bed.
What you're not? Snob.
One of your wish-list items? Toys.
Where you grew up? Away.
The last thing you did? Brushing.
What are you wearing? Wool.
Your TV? Off.
Your pets? Beautiful.
Your computer? Dell.
Your mood? Full.
Missing someone? Always.
Your car? Panic.
Something you're not wearing? Hat.
Favourite shop? Drugstores.
Your summer? Frustrating.
Love someone? Still.
Your favourite colour? Rainbow.
When is the last time you laughed? Today.
When is the last time you cried? Forgot.


( musical meme )

Jack O'Lantern "before". The "after" will come... after.



Got four of those chairs at the second hand store, to be painted white and used in our so-called breakfast area. The stools that came with the table are too uncomfortable and fragile. Originally this was a six chair set, and I felt awful leaving the other two behind. I wondered how long they have been together and it was almost like tearing a family apart. I know, I have issues.

My copy of A Year of Mornings made its way home last saturday.


Now they have a new challenge: A Year of Evenings. Good luck!
Inspired, I decided to take some pictures of my own saturday morning.


The weekend also included a trip to the bookstore (just for a browse, I didn't buy anything this time).


And to the cinema later one, to see Burn After Reading by the Cohen brothers. I admit I wasn't expecting much of the movie, but it's absolutely hilarious. Highly recommended if you want a laugh. Plus, there's John Malkovich. That alone is reason enough to get me to the movies.